fueled with my anger and lack of trust for anybody

“For the whole decade of my twenties, I was enrolled in some class or another at the local junior college, working at least two jobs (mostly waiting tables at night and working in retail or at the health club during the day), and burning through relationships. Those usually ended in…

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My condition was rectified per my census…

“When I got home, my friend walked me past my mother and the kids, and helped me to bed, where I stayed until the next morning. Then my day started all over again, with work and school. My condition was rectified per my census and was never discussed again.” Born…

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Vicky Corral and the Vicky C. Hope Foundation

I Met Tina Pansini, sister of the late Vicky Corral at the Tomato Festival a few weeks ago. Tina contacted me shortly after, sharing with me her family’s mission for their non-profit, the Vicky C. Hope Foundation in honor of her sister. Tina invited me to honor her sister at…

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Her face, stern and as cold…

“Her face, stern and as cold as the hallowed piggy bank she made for me when I was younger, showed no mercy in her conviction.” Born and raised in northern California, Christina has made it her life work to be of service through accountability in her communities. Christina understands people,…

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